I just received a monolithic paranoid rant from this guy, about purported attempts on his life. It's clear (no pun intended) from the topic of his screeds — both the email he sent me and that Web page — why he sent it to me.
Normally I wouldn't mention it, but this person actually seems crazier than the Timecube guy. And that's quite a feat.
Speaking of which, I just ran across an interesting paragraph here, in the article about the cult's attempt to draw in more musicians and artists:
Finally, it's my turn. I play lead guitar while a man with his baby in tow works some bluesy riffs. Then, a Rasta-phony-an dude wearing a camouflage jacket with the letters H*A*S*H on it enters and says he just wants to sing some things that come off the top of his head. Marcus plays guitar, another gentleman plays a drum and I man the bongos.
Wonder if that was anyone we know?